You noticed that on the side of the gun there are words that read "Growth Gun." You've fantasized about being a giant for as long as you can remember. Just thinking about being a giant gets you excited. You point the gun at yourself and hold the trigger down for a couple seconds.
You didn't feel anything for the first couple seconds, much to your dismay. You then started to look around the room and realized that it seemed as if your whole house was getting smaller. You inched toward the ceiling, and the taller you got, the faster you grew. Once you grew to 10', your head hit the ceiling, and smashed through it. Your head was in your bedroom while your feet were on the first floor, which was both awesome and weird at the same time. Something even weirder was that not only your clothes stayed on, they grew with you. Your shirts, shorts, socks, shoes, and underwear all grew with you. You kept on growing upward, and you crashed through the roof of your house when you hit 25'. As soon as you hit 40', your house collapsed and became just a pile of wood. You didn't start slowing down until you hit 80', but you didn't stop completely until you were 100' tall.
When you fantasized about being a giant, you would often wonder what cars, people, and building would taste like. You reached down to pick up the pile of wood that used to be your house and ate it. For some strange reason, it tasted sweet, almost like candy. Even though your parents were out of town, you wished that were home, that way you could see how they tasted. After you ate your house, your best friend and neighbor, Cole, came out of his house to see what all that commotion that he heard was. He looked up, saw you, and said, "Holy cow! How did you get so huge?"
"I used this growth gun on myself," you said as you pointed to the growth gun.
"Can you use it on me, Alec?"
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